HIORDIS (holding him back). Stay, stay! The men will part them;
I know Gunnar!
(A cry from the crowd, which has flocked together at the main door.)
SIGURD AND DAGNY. What is it?
A VOICE AMONG THE CROWD. Thorolf has fallen.
SIGURD. Thorolf! Ha, let me go!
DAGNY. My brother! Oh, my brother!
(SIGURD is on the point of rushing out. At the same moment, the crowd parts, GUNNAR enters, and throws down the axe at the door.)
GUNNAR. Now it is done. Egil is avenged!
SIGURD. Well for thee if thy hand has not been too hasty.
GUNNAR. Mayhap, mayhap; but Egil, Egil, my sweet boy!